Battle of the True Self

Above the Great Thousand Firmament, Yan Qingshan looked up at the sky. At the highest point of the countless phantoms evolved by the heavenly tribulation, within the supreme hall, was the manifestation of his own imprint.

This represented the compromise and acknowledgment of the will of heaven and earth. So long as he was willing to abandon his defiance of heaven to attain the Dao, he could become the foremost person beneath the firmament, wield supreme authority, and become the Great Thousand World's foremost guardian deity.

It was an immense temptation. A century ago, Yan Qingshan might well have been moved, for at the time, all he sought was to break through to the Saint Grade and had no greater ambitions. Yet now that he had chosen to attain the Dao against heaven, how could he possibly give up halfway?

"An evolution is not reality, after all. A mere replicated existence thinks it can halt my steps? Nothing but wishful thinking."

Yan Qingshan continued ascending the steps. With every step, clouds gathered; step by step, he climbed the heavenly staircase. Thus, he entered the majestic divine hall beneath the firmament and faced head-on the life imprint he had engraved into heaven and earth.

Within the grand hall, two Yan Qingshans stood in confrontation. The instant he entered, beams of divine light burst forth one after another from the 'Dao Self' evolved from the imprint, transforming into dazzling stars that floated both before and behind the 'Dao Self'.

This reflection evolved from the imprint of heaven and earth had gathered every trace he had ever left within the Great Thousand World. In theory, this 'Dao Self' possessed all of his methods.

"Meteor Shower from Heaven? It seems I only ever had the idea—I never actually used this technique!"

Yan Qingshan frowned